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His face under me.

On me.

Devouring me.

“Come for me, Fireball.” The order was low.

Filthy.

And exactly what I wanted to hear.

I cried out, rocking my hips until his fingers were hooked where I wanted them.

Until I was shattering, finding my pleasure once again on his hands and face.

It was everything.

Everything, and more.

Eventually, we made it out of the room. I’d touched him too, getting him off and giving him the relief he needed while he took me over the edge yet again.

I was still dazed as we climbed in a black SUV that I hadn’t noticed in front of the cabin before. It was August’s, and Eli had driven it over from Brynn’s house for us at some point.

My car sat beside it, though mine was much older, smaller, and less shiny than August’s.

And probably functioned worse, too.

Suffice it to say, when he led me to his vehicle instead of mine, I didn’t argue.

Actually, I flashed him a small smile.

Which he returned.

Then, he kissed my forehead again—I knew I wasn’t imagining that one—and walked around the car to find his seat.

His hand rested on my thigh as we drove away, left bare by the cutoff jean shorts and t-shirt I had on.

It might have been the most peaceful drive of my life.

twelve

ELODIE

We picked up the shampoo and conditioner my mom had ordered without a problem. August’s arm remained around me, and my defenses rose a little when I saw everyone in the shop drooling over him, but it was fine.

I survived.

When we got back to the cabin, I washed my hair, videoed my mom to show her the difference, then finally got out to the porch.

I spent the rest of the day working.

And August?

Well, he spent it rubbing my feet.

Not because he wanted sex. Because he liked touching me.

The man was spoiling me for everyone else.

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